Used Again Ch. 05

John caught me dressed in my sister's clothes some time ago, and has been making me dress up in women's clothing for his pleasure ever since. I was scared at first, but soon started to enjoy the thrill of dressing as a girl to please him.

John was quite muscular, toned body and strong arms. He had thick dark hair and his eyes were deep blue. He was a handsome guy and was a lot taller than me.

I was told to expect John around 7pm tonight, and i was to wear one of my sister's dresses, also i was told to wear some of her underwear with tan tights. I picked out a pair of pink knickers and a bra to match, then selected a purple dress that i had wanted to wear for some time.

I showered using my mother's soap, then used her moisturiser on my arms and legs. I then went to my room, excitement building up inside me, and started to dress. I picked up the bra first, i really love putting on a bra, so feminine. Next i gathered the tights and slid them up my legs, the feeling of them against my skin never failed to thrill me. As i stepped into the knickers, i started to breathe heavy, excited at the thought of getting dressed up to please someone else.

I walked around for a few minutes in just the underwear, enjoying the feel of the tights and the tightness of the knickers. After a while, i went and pulled on the dress, it was soft and tight, hugging my body and my bottom. The dress stopped at my knees and the sleeves clung to my arms, all the way to my wrists. I felt wonderful and sexy.

I went to my mother's makeup table, picking out pink eye shadow. Black eye liner and thick mascara, and my eyes really stood out. After doing my eye brows, i put gel in my hair, sleeking it back in a very girly style. I put the bright red lipstick on and couldn't stop smiling, the woman looking back at me from the mirror looked so sexy.

I put on a pair of clip on earrings, then slipped on the high heels, a little spray of perfume and i was ready for John's arrival. I walked to the living room and waited, excited at the thought of what the evening would bring.

Not long after 7pm John arrived, i opened the door and John stepped in. As i shut the door i could see that John was looking me up and down. I smiled at him and said hello, and started to walk to the living room. Slowly swaying my hips as i walked, feeling John's eyes staring at my backside.

I stood in the middle of the living room as John entered, one hand on my hip, as i pointed to the coffee table where i had placed a beer for him. John tells me that i look incredible, saying how he loved my hair and makeup. He sits down, telling me to turn round. I'm told to bend over and to lift my dress, John likes to see my bum in knickers, bent over, he tells me again how sexy i look.

I stand up and sort my dress out, i turn on the television and then sit down beside John. We chat about nothing in particular for a bit as John drinks his beer, then he asks me about the clothes im wearing. I tell him about searching through my sister's underwear draw, and going to her wardrobe and picking out the dress.

John shifts a little and i sense that he is getting turned on by what i am saying. I go into detail about putting on the tights etc, explaining how excited i was, knowing i was dressing up to please him. I get up and stand between his legs, hands on my hips, i ask if i had chosen the right clothes. John smiles and begins to nod.

I bend forward and put my hands on John's legs, then lean in and kiss him. John instantly responds, our mouths interlock and our tongues fight for control. I'm in heaven, knowing that i am turning John on, getting him worked up. I want him, i want to please him, i want him inside me.

As i break the kiss, John stands up. His excitement showing by the bulge in his trousers. I can see the lust in his face, the craving for me to please him is obvious. He stands above me, looking down at me, as he unbuckles his trousers. I feel so little, so small, as John wraps an arm around me and pulls me in.

I gasp, and an involuntary squeal leaves my lips. Instinctively i bring my hands up and weakly press against his toned chest. I look up at John and he leans in and kisses me again, im his, he knows he has me. Im a willing participant in his wanton lust.

As John stops the kiss, my lipstick smeared around his mouth, he looks me in the eye, i know what to do. Nothing is said as i drop to my knees. John's belt is undone, i unbutton his trousers and straight away i pull them down, without pause i tug his boxers down to his ankles. John's long cock springs out, throbbing and rock hard.

I stare at John's cock for a second or two, then look up at him. He is smiling down at me, hands on his hips, i can't resist anymore. I take his hard cock in my hand, our eyes locked on to each other, then i lick his shaft. This produces a gasp from John, and i do it again. I lick the length, right up to his helmet.

John shudders and gasps with each lick, then i take his shiny throbbing helmet into my mouth. John's hands instinctively touch my head, as i start to suck and tease his manhood. John's groans, telling me that i am pleasing him, that i am being a good girl.

John takes his t-shirt off as i begin to bob up and down on his length. I can't take all of him into my mouth, but i try again and again, gagging as i do so. John holds my head as he calls me a good girl, calling me a dirty whore and a bitch, this excites me and i continue my efforts to please. I gag and John pulls out of my mouth, i say thank you, as i catch my breath, then continue to suck and please John.

John tells me that he is about to cum, he tenses and i can feel him stiffen, but i don't want to stop. John grips my head firmly and let's out a growl, then shoots his warm cum down my throat. I eagerly swallow all of his warm liquid, sucking John until he can't take anymore.

John sits down, breathing heavy, he tells me how good i am at giving him oral. I blush as i say thank you, loving the thought that i had made him cum. I'm told to get John another beer, i take the opportunity to reapply my lipstick.

I give John his drink then sit down beside him on the sofa. I stay quiet, waiting to be told what to do next. Eventually John starts to stroke my tights, sending little shockwaves of excitement through my body. His hand gradually making its way under my dress, finding my knickers.

John's fingers gently tug at the elastic, as i let out little murmurs of pleasure. My breathing gets heavier as John continues to stroke my knickers. He removes his hand and turns to me, then he pulls me to him and kisses me, im almost laying across John's lap as he holds me in an embrace. My arms wrap around him as we kiss passionately.

John's tongue invades my mouth, and i give little resistance. The kissing lasts for a while, our mouths lock together, our tongues explore each others. John slides his hand up my dress and inside my knickers, my excitement is obvious. John strokes me through the tights and i throb, i almost pant but i don't want to stop the kissing.

Eventually John stops and tells me to stand up. Im told to get the cream, then, as i give it to John, he tells me to stand in the middle of the room. John is sitting on the sofa, he opens the pot of cream and starts to smear it on his long cock. I'm told to turn round and lift my dress, i do as i am told, showing my knickers to John. He tells me to slowly take my knickers down, then step out of them.

As im standing in the middle of the room, bent over with my dress lifted up, John comes up behind me. He strokes my arse, giving each cheek a squeeze and a little smack now and then. He tells me that i look very sexy, that he is going to fuck me.

John throws some cushions to the floor, telling me to sort them so that my arse would be in the air when i lay down on them. I gather them together, arranging myself so that i was bent over them. John knelt down behind me, pulling and pushing me until he was happy with the position i was in.

I was told to pull my tights right up, as far as i could. My dress was pushed right up my back, then John ripped the tights. I started to protest but John told me to be quiet. I felt John's fingers as he run them slowly up and down between my cheeks, finally finding my hole.

After some teasing, John smeared lube on my hole, his finger pushing against my tightness, i gasp as his finger enters me. I'm called a good girl as he works my hole. I lower my head and shut my eyes, enjoying the sensation of being fingered. John slips another finger into me and i moan, i start to pant as John works his fingers faster and harder.

John stops after a few minutes, then gets behind me, he slides his helmet up and down, telling me that i am going to be fucked hard. His helmet pushes into my tight hole, i push myself up and groan loudly. I beg him to stop for a moment, and he does.

John grips my hips and i tell John it's okay to carry on. Slowly he inches into me, i hold my breath as i feel myself stretching, accepting John's long cock. I lower my head again, John starts to withdraw, the feeling inside me is intense.

It's not long before John works up a rhythm, his strong hands gripping my hips. Every so often he would pull out of me, then push straight back in, my legs would kick up, my heels almost digging into John's back. John calls me a whore and a bitch, he tells me that im getting what i deserve. I say sorry, and im made to thank him.

John suddenly stops, holding my hips firmly, pulling me on to him. I can hear John breathing heavy, i stay still, John's long cock buried deep inside me. A few minutes pass, then he pulls out and stands up, standing over me as i lay bent over the cushions. John tells me to crawl over to the coffee table, i don't question him, i do as i am told.

As i near the coffee table, John gives my backside a couple of smacks. I'm told to lay across the table on my stomach, to close my legs together. John crouches behind me, i feel his hand on my back then, without word, John pushes his cock straight into me, as far as he can. I let out a loud groan as the air is almost forced out of me.

John doesn't pause, he starts to pump my hole, telling me to take it. All i can do is grip the end of the table, i moan and gasp, taking every inch of John's long cock. He starts to go faster, to pound me, calling me names as he grips my hips, then groans through gritted teeth, as he fills me with his man juice. Three or four deep, hard thrusts, his cock throbbing inside me.

John almost collapses on top of me, his energy spent, his breathing is heavy as he gasps in air. I can't help but smile, thanking John, telling him how much i enjoyed it. He withdraws slowly, getting to his feet as i stay as i am for a while. My hole gaping, throbbing from the pounding i had just received.

John sits back down on the sofa, im told to put my knickers back on and to get him another drink. I hand John his beer, then i go and sort my makeup out. I join John on the sofa, staying quiet, my body still tingling, and my hole throbbing from the pounding it just received.

After some time, John asks me if i had ever thought of having a girls name. I tell him that i hadn't really thought about it, i ask if he had a name in mind. John points to the television, there is a cookery programme on, he then says that i should be called Delia. John looks me in the face and says that he will call me Delia from now on.

John finishes his drink, then calls me Delia, and points to the floor between his legs. A new excitement fills my body, giving me a girls name makes me feel incredible. I kneel between his legs eagerly, knowing what is expected. His cock isn't fully erect as i take it in my hand, looking up at him, i lick his helmet, he sighs as i continue to lick and kiss his manhood.

I can smell our sex on his cock, tasting the evening's previous encounter as i take him in my mouth. Lost in the moment, i suck John's long cock, his now fully hard manhood making me gag as i take him deep in my throat. John calls me Delia, telling me im a good girl, hearing my new name makes me dizzy with excitement.

John stands up, his long cock smeared in my lipstick and spit, he holds my head and starts to pump my mouth, saying my name over and over again. My hands are on his thighs, in a feeble attempt to slow him down. I continue to gag as he fucks my mouth, then he pulls out and starts to masturbate.

Im on my knees and looking up at John, as he calls me his sissy. He grips my hair and tells me to thank him, as i say the words, warm salty cum shoots over my face. John spurts over my mouth and eyes, then pushes his cock back into my mouth. A minute later John removes his cock and uses it to smear his thick juice around my face, and into my mouth.

John finally stops and sits down, telling me to stay where i am. I'm told not to clean myself, to leave his cum on my face. John looks at me and asks if i like my new name, i smile and say yes, i say thank you and he smiles. I'm told to use my fingers to clean John's cum from my face, then to suck my fingers clean.

As i lick his cum up, John tells me that i am his bitch. He tells me that now he has named me, i am his to do with as he pleases. I nod as i listen, saying that i will be a good girl. He says that we will have many exciting times ahead of us. John gets dressed, im still on my knees, he looks down at me and tells me that im his, i smile and look up and i say yes. He bends down and kisses me, saying that he will be in touch soon...